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That brief "blank" moment and the involuntary movement just now said it all!
Genjiro slowly raised his head, his golden eyes, burning with intense golden flames, fixed intently on Tachibana Masamune.
His voice was low and hoarse, yet it carried a chilling, bone-deep coldness, a feeling of betrayal from one's closest loved one.
"Dad! You really fooled us so much!"
"Chiki! Listen to me!" Tachibana Masamune's face instantly filled with grief and disbelief, as if he had suffered a tremendous injustice:
"This is a setup! It's Lu Mingfei's trick! That clapper... that clapper was something he conjured up to frame me! He made a fake one!"
Yuan Zhisheng slowly shook his head: "Dad, I'm no longer the little kid you can easily coax with candy and stories."
His voice was extremely cold: "Just now... from the stiffness you were trying to hide, to the terror when you were exposed, and then to immediately pointing at Lu Xianren and trying to slander him."
“Every fleeting expression of yours has clearly told me that every word Lu Xianren said is true!”
"You're saying this clapper was 'conjured' by the Immortal Lu?"
Genji let out a short, sarcastic laugh: "Ha, how laughable!"
He pointed to his eyes: "Mixed-race people have eyesight far superior to ordinary people, let alone me, a 'super mixed-race'!"
“These clappers,” Genjiro said, emphasizing each word, “flew out from your arms, from under your clothes!”
"I saw it clearly!"
“And another thing,” Genji’s voice suddenly rose, filled with deep-seated hatred, “your instinctive, desperate reaction to grab the clapper back.”
"It's already proven just how important these things are to you!"
"It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!" Tachibana Masamune was still putting on a final act, his face contorted, pounding his chest and stamping his feet, letting out a mournful roar:
"Why?! Why don't you all believe me?! He framed me! He framed me!!" His trembling finger suddenly pointed at Lu Mingfei.
Lu Mingfei's expression remained indifferent, as if he were watching a clumsy farce.
Herzog's shameless face, even as he faces certain death, still trying to justify himself.
No wonder he was able to climb step by step to the throne of the White King within the originally predetermined trajectory of fate.
only……
That's just too ugly!
Lu Mingfei's voice, like the shattering of an iceberg, carrying a sense of judgment, rang out clearly:
"Doctor, in the original timeline, you did indeed successfully ascend to the throne of the White King."
He paused. "But so what? You'll still die eventually!"
"You are nothing more than a 'test pawn' in the 'artificial dragon king' project of the 'three major families' hidden behind the scenes!"
"They're having you research how to become the Dragon King."
"Naturally, we've also prepared a 'backup plan' that will ensure your inevitable demise regardless of your success or failure!"
Lu Mingfei watched Herzog's face gradually lose its color and let out a final, cold sigh:
"Your entire life is controlled by others, and you are nothing more than a pawn on someone else's chessboard until the very end."
How...pathetic!
"!!!"
The grief and indignation on Tachibana Masamune's face froze instantly!
Instead, there was a deep-seated, uncontrollable terror!
He suddenly remembered that name... Bondarev!
He remembers it clearly!
In Siberia, he was nearly killed by Bondarev!
But in the end, he miraculously "survived".
After many twists and turns, they arrived in Japan and found Bondarev's whereabouts.
Finally, based on the information left by Bondarev, he embarked on a plot to seize the White King.
Could it be that Bondarev is a member of the 'three major families'?!
Was he guiding me through the experiment of becoming the Dragon King?
Herzog abruptly looked up, meeting Lu Mingfei's gaze, his voice hoarse:
"Zero, I know you won't let me go, but before I die, can you at least let me die knowing why?"
Lu Mingfei interrupted coldly:
"Doctor, haven't you heard the saying?" He smirked coldly, "The villain dies from talking too much."
"Although I haven't graduated yet," Lu Mingfei said, his gaze sharp as a knife, "I could barely be considered a villain!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand to kill Herzog on the spot!
Herzog was terrified. He suddenly pointed at Erii and hissed as he threw out his last card: "Don't you want to know Erii's true identity?!"
"I have no interest in your fabricated stories," Lu Mingfei said calmly. "They're meaningless to me."
A longsword, condensed from pure starlight and radiating extreme sharpness, suddenly materialized beside the pair of clappers!
In an instant, a terrifying and chilling aura, as cold as ice, enveloped all living beings within a one-kilometer radius of Genji Heavy Industries!
"Master Lu!" Genji said urgently, "Could you... let him finish speaking?"
Lu Mingfei frowned.
The starlight sword flashed suddenly.
With a barely audible hiss, the pair of ancient wooden clappers suspended in the air instantly turned into dust particles indistinguishable to the naked eye and vanished without a trace.
He lowered his hand, his tone icy and chilling:
"You have half an hour."
His gaze swept over the other family heads. "No one is allowed to leave until they finish speaking, or they will die!"
The starlight sword in mid-air then turned into specks of light and quietly disappeared.
Yuan Zhisheng's tense body relaxed slightly, and he bowed deeply to Lu Mingfei: "Thank you!"
He whirled around, his golden eyes, burning with rage, fixed on Herzog, his voice as cold and hard as iron:
"Herzog, tell me everything you know, without missing a single word!"
Herzog collapsed to the ground, drenched in cold sweat, greedily inhaling the icy air.
The moment that starlight sword appeared, it felt as if he had died a thousand times over!
The exhaustion from surviving the ordeal made him almost unable to hold on.
He swallowed hard, his voice hoarse and dry.
"The truth is... you and Erii, and that 'Kazama Ruri' from the Oni Clan, or rather, Genji.
Herzog raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Genjiro and Erii:
“The three of you were never born naturally.”
“You… are embryos that I personally created in Black Swan Harbor using dragon genes.”
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Lu Mingfei's pupils suddenly contracted!
This news was unexpected, but...upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense.
Herzog continued, panting:
"Because your genetic maps are completely homologous... according to common sense."
He forced an awkward smile:
"The three of you are blood-related...brothers and sisters."
"They are triplets from the same source."
"What?" the other parents exclaimed in surprise.
Yuan Zhisheng was so shocked by the news that he stood frozen in place.
Kazama Ruri is actually his younger brother!
He, Erii, and Kazama Ruri are actually triplets.
No wonder, no wonder Erii showed him affection when they first met.
Herzog said hoarsely, "And my plan to become the White King was also inspired by a man named Bondarev."
"He was like a mysterious man, and even now, I still remember him vividly."
"That was in 1991, the year the Soviet Union collapsed. He came to Port-au-Black Swan from faraway Moscow and proposed to share the throne of the world with me."
"But back then, I just wanted to use genetic technology to create super soldiers carrying dragon genes. You three siblings were my greatest masterpiece at that time."
"Because I know more about dragons than he does, and he knows far more than I do."
"His target is the seabed near Japan, where ancient cities and the skeleton of the White King lie dormant."
"But now it seems that he may understand the dragon race better than I do, because I have spent the rest of my life following in his footsteps."
"After compiling the information about the dragons that Bondarev gave me, I finally agreed to his plan and conspired with him to seize the throne of the world."
"But to ascend the throne, we must obtain the legacy of the dragons, and to obtain the legacy of the dragons, we must resurrect the dragons. But why would the dragons help humans? So in the end, we set our sights on the White King, that traitor of the dragons, who left a glimmer of hope for humanity."
"That is the Holy Remains. To awaken the Holy Remains, we need the life of another ancient dragon. Coincidentally, there is an ancient dragon in Black Swan Harbor."
“In the winter of 1991, the Soviet Union collapsed, and Bondarev and I decided to relocate, moving the research institute to the vicinity of the Dead Sea. We orchestrated the fire that destroyed Port Black Swan, burning all the evidence.”
“We took away the essence of the research, which is you three siblings.”
Herzog sighed: "But that very night, Bondarev betrayed me. He shot me in the back and boarded the Lenin alone."
"That shot almost killed me. Fortunately, my heart is located on the right side, and he only pierced my lung."